Define Me
I don’t know if I’m coming or going
Where I am or where I’ve been
Some may define me by the skin
Or the pain that’s within.
How I try to better my peers,
But may succumb to my fears.
My goals out of reach,
My dreams that died.
The tears I’ve cried,
The reasons why.
The country I’m from,
The things that I’ve done
And when it comes time to perform,
How many games I've won.
The people I’ve loved,
or the reasons I didn’t.
The things that I’ve said
Confessions never admitted
People I’ve hurt,
But never meant to
Tears I’ve caused,
Without knowing what to do.
The last name I have,
The legacy it carries.
The times I’ve tried my best,
My results always varied
Maybe I defined by the feelings that I’ve felt and the problems in which I’ve dealt?
Whatever defines me, I guess it’s my responsibility
But how can I define me
When my perception of reality
Is tainted by deception frequently?
So how do I define me?
Maybe it’s up to you
But can you tell me what is false and what is true?
When defining yourself what matters to you?
All I know is I could be speaking the truth,
But living a lie.
As I’m dieing to live,
But living to die.
If only I wasn’t blinded by society.
If only real eyes could realize real lies .
We fight to fit in,
But we are born to stand out
We have minds full of creativity,
Yet even with the freedom of speech,
We are scared to shout.
I rather be resting in peace than living in war
So when it’s time for me to lay deceased,
I hope heaven opens up when I knock on the door
Copyright © Stephen Obeng | Year Posted 2007
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